PRIMAL Mirza (A PRIMAL Series Novella) - Plot & Excerpts
He glanced at his watch. 0510 hours, too early for weapons training. As he finished with the other boot, another volley of gunfire joined the first along with a series of loud explosions. He grabbed the satellite phone from his desk and sprinted toward the camp’s headquarters. As he ran, tracer sliced through the air above him. A massive fireball lit up the morning sky as one of the trucks exploded. His scanned the area honing in on the incoming fire. The chatter of automatic weapons sounded from high above the valley up on the ridgeline. It was a raid! He burst through the door into the headquarters building. The watch officer greeted him with the muzzle of an AK. “What, what’s happening?” “The fucking Indians have grown some balls. We need to alert higher.” “Indians? I–“ He shook the dazed watch officer. “Radio HQ. Sound the alarm! Gather the training team. We’re going to withdraw!” He raced down to the basement and tore the maps and photos from the walls.
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